wow. can’t believe the boy is 14 now. can’t believe i am old enough to have a 14 year old child. o_o doesn’t seem right. how on earth do they grow up so fast? how is that possible?

So, we had a nice day for his birthday. I was concerned, because as usual, being a summer birthday is kinda sucky. I knew this from all the years of my birthday conflicting with 4th of July holiday plans. all your friends are always gone. I was also concerned, because my parents have been making a bunch of noise lately. I knew it would happen, as his birthday approached, that my parents would start crap up again. which of course they did. The back story is they are psycho crazy wacknuts who I have removed from our lives and generally feel really good about that decision. they basically crossed the line, and started crap with my son that is the same crap they did to me at his age, and I won’t have it for him. its unacceptable and it aint gonna happen.

so, my mother started with another flurry of woe is me you are a vindictive bitch emails, wanting us to “get over this brough ha ha and resume civil conduct”. I have been just ignoring the emails, as it is the best course of action most of the time. if I respond, it opens up a whole can of worms and crap, and serves no purpose whatsoever. she sent me a threatening one, that if I didn’t respond they would show up at my house again univited (last time showed up, marched into my house without knocking or anything, basically a home invasion that only served to outrage me and I chased them out of my house, locked the door and refused to talk to them). She started in with wanting to see my son again and all this crap which i knew was only being brought up because it was his birthday.  so I responded with “no, I am sorry, but you lost the privilege of seeing my son when you tried to throw him out of your house, when you said he was no longer welcome except accompanied by me for public events” I got a series of emails with varying degrees of emotions ranging from vile accusations of how I am using my son to get back at them to whining oh please can’t we get along to the best of “this is a serious email about him, he deserves to know how horrible you are being I will sue you” crap. I ignored them all. I made sure we were gone on his birthday because i figured they would try and show up and start some drama. I think I saw them coming down the road as we were leaving but I am not totally sure. had an email “wish him a happy birthday from us” in the afternoon, if the timing was correct, it was after they got back from trying to invade my home.

So we went out, went to the movies, went to a videogame store, bought some stuff, went out to eat and came home. had a really good time. Then today went to DC to pick up a TV I had bought from someone on ebay. came home and found a package on my door, and was SO glad that we went out today and I took him with me. they must have figured to try coming by the day after his birthday…or forgot the day like they did mine and were off by a day *insert eyeroll* I was able to get the package before my son saw it. don’t know what I am going to do. is a movie we already have, and a card with my father putting a note in it for him about how they miss him and this is his cell phone number so if he wants to call sometime to do that, and if he doesn’t answer it means he is working and can’t talk. I am a little pissed at them trying to circumvent me, but oh well. I don’t think I will give it to him at all. I am sure I will have to have another talk with my son about my parents and what asses they are..it has just sucked because I never wanted to be in this position. I wanted them to just behave and act like normal people. the sad truth is, we have been so much better off not having contact with them. my life is so much more peaceful, as is my child’s. he is better behaved and a lot happier. I regret ever having them involved with his life in the first place, to be honest. I did it, because I thought it was important for him to have a family identity, especially with his father and that family not being involved with him at all. the problem is my parents come with strings attached. i put up with them being horrible to me, because they were not to him. but when he stopped being little and cute anymore, that changed, and their dysfunctional horrible behavior started to affect him. and when all trust was erased by the things they said and did to him, i couldn’t allow them to have contact any longer.

i just keep hoping we will end up moved out of here shortly and then I have some physical distance from them as well. I know i will have to deal with it eventually, but the longer I can go and avoid the hick drama scene on my front porch, the happier I will be.